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supposed to meet Professor Kidlinger in twenty minutes about her independent-study project.
    â€œGood morning.”
    â€œDo you know where my mom is?”
    Diego glanced at her over the Daily News. “She had to go early for a staff meeting. Is there something I can help you with?”
    â€œOh, um.” Issa’s cheeks burned. “I was going to ask her to give me a ride. Usually I would just call a friend, but I need to get to school to meet my English prof and—”
    Diego immediately set his paper down. “Why, Issa, you will go with Cat. That car is for your use, as well, now.”
    Already? Cat was going to kill her. Maybe that wasn’t such a good idea so early in the game. Maybe she could call Ishaan and get a ride.
    â€œUh, it’s okay.” Issa cleared her throat, realizing talking to Diego made her voice abnormally whispery. “I’ll just call a friend. Thanks, though.”
    â€œNonsense.” Diego stood up and got another glass from the cabinet, which he filled with fresh orange juice. He slid the glass across the table to Issa. “You will drive together from now on. Cat and you will soon be sisters. Sisters share everything. It’s time Cat learned that.”
    â€œCat learned what?” Cat paused as she entered the kitchen, glancing suspiciously at Issa.
    â€œTo share, mi hija. ” Diego held out an arm for his daughter. “You’ll ride with Issa in the Lotus today. If she’d like to drive, please be courteous and allow her to do so.”
    â€œJust a ride to school will be fine,” Issa interrupted, trying to control the damage that was sure to come. “Thanks, Cat.”
    Issa could swear Cat’s head was about to start spinning, Exorcist -style. “What!”
    â€œI’m ready whenever you are.” Issa hid her face behind the glass of juice.
    â€œPapi!”
    â€œCatalina Santiago Morena! Rule number—”
    â€œYeah, yeah, ix-nay on the boys, baseball interruption, and not sharing. I get it. Whatever,” was all Issa heard Cat mutter as she stomped into the garage.
    The ride to school was silent and uneventful, except for the occasional death stare Cat shot Issa. As worried as Issa had been about Cat pulling a Vanilla Sky and driving them off a bridge, she couldn’t help but feel a tad bit pleased. Diego was really enforcing his house rules. Maybe Cat would learn this transition wasn’t going to be as smooth as she’d expected.
    Issa—one. Cat—zero.
    Issa had to admit, she understood how Cat could be on a power trip all the time. As the two girls pulled up at Athens Academy in the cotton-candy-colored Lotus Elise, heads turned. The crowd parted in front of Cat’s parking spot as she eased the tiny car into the spot. Issa noticed the envious stares as Cat revved the engine one last time and turned off the ignition. Issa felt like a movie star.
    â€œDon’t expect this again. Find your own rides from now on,” Cat snapped as she snatched up her Louis Vuitton bag.
    Issa eyed it. A real Louis Vuitton. Not a cheap NYC Chinatown knockoff like the one Issa had hidden in her closet. Not fair. Why were some people just born lucky?
    â€œYou’re the one that said you don’t care if your dad gets married. Get used to sharing,” Issa snapped back.
    Not believing she actually dared to say that out loud, Issa flipped her hair behind her shoulder as she carefully closed the passenger-side door. She did her best “Cat walk,” one foot in front of the other, head held high, as she marched into school.
    â€œWhat was that!” Issa heard Gigi’s distinct screech a second before her friend grabbed her arm. “You get Cat’s car now too? Holy mama, this is a pretty sweet deal!”
    â€œI know!” Issa whispered. “Diego yelled at Cat last night and told her she had to give me a ride whenever I want.”
    â€œSuddenly being a princess